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Having reached this point, both of them already knew what the next situation would be.

Gong Yang did not continue to hesitate, but walked away.

Prime Minister Zuo stayed where he was, not intending to stop him at all.

He could hold Zhao Shanhe, a first-rank Confucian, and Gong Yang, a pinnacle third-rank Confucian, at the same time, but if one of them wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him.

Suppressing and preventing escape are two different things in themselves.

So he didn't try to stop Gong Yang from leaving.

When Gong Yang left, there was one less person standing in front of him.

What he will do next will have a higher success rate.

Although in his mind, the success rate of what he was going to do had already reached 80%.

Looking at Zhao Shanhe who stayed where he was, Prime Minister Zuo chuckled and spoke slowly.

"It's really touching. The oldest person in the academy is willing to face an enemy much stronger than him for the sake of the academy's disciples."

Zhao Shanhe scolded with a sneer.

"In your heart now, is Guoshi Academy, or me, already your enemy?"

Prime Minister Zuo spread his hands and spoke.

"Haven't it always been? You've all been my enemies since I wanted to achieve those things."

With a bang, Zhao Shanhe threw himself directly in front of Prime Minister Zuo, and punched him.

At the same time, the fist that contained martial energy and literary energy was smashed down like a war hammer.

Zuo Xiang chuckled, and stretched out his hand to stop him, but the moment his palm touched Zhao Shanhe's fist, he suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Xiang, who was a top-rank Confucian, was pushed back several meters by Zhao Shanhe, who was only a first-rank Confucian!

There was no surprise on Zuo Xiang's face, but a brighter smile appeared on his face, and he spoke.

"Is it worth it? After finally recovering the strength of a first-rank Confucian, and having the opportunity to return to the peak, as the strongest of the human race, now you have to release your life, at the cost of your life, just to stop me for a moment."

Zhao Shanhe sneered, and the color of his body had gradually changed from golden to red.

This red color is not the same as the bloody dragon's red military energy. These red cultural energy are full of bloody breath.

At the same time, Zhao Shanhe's eyes were bloodshot, his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and under Zhao Shanhe's entire body, veins bulged out like a wild beast.

Burn life!

Zhao Shanhe is using his life to forcibly improve his literary spirit!

He succeeded, he successfully raised his own realm abruptly from a first-rank Great Confucian to a first-rank Peak Confucian, to the point where he could compete with Zuo.

However, there is a time limit.

As long as it starts to burn life, no matter when it ends, Zhao Shanhe's lifespan will be shortened by ten years!

And the longer the life is burned, the more life is lost.

If Zhao Shanhe forcibly elevates his realm for half an hour, it is very likely that his lifespan will come to an end the moment he stops elevating.

He had already raised his Wuxiu realm to rank five, if he stopped for a moment and couldn't break through rank four, he would face death eventually!

This is the price of forcibly raising the realm!

Zuo Xiang was not surprised at all, Gong Yang left, leaving Zhao Shanhe alone, Zhao Shanhe wanted to stop him, the only remaining choice was this one.

So Prime Minister Zuo decided to delay.

When Gong Yang returns to the academy, he will naturally burn his life. If Ji Bai is not stupid, he should also temporarily avoid the edge and forcefully delay the time to preserve his strength as much as possible.

Anyway, in this capital city, apart from Gong Yang and Zhao Shanhe, there is no third person who can stop their master and apprentice.

"Zuo Qingfeng! Have a good fight with me!"

Zhao Shanhe yelled, rushed forward in an instant, and punched down hard.

Zuo Xiang laughed lightly, slapped his palm again, and then his whole body floated backward like the wind.

"Zhao Shanhe, are you thinking too simply?"

"Since you burned your life, how could I have no way to deal with it?"

"People in the capital are still too stupid, not only you are stupid, but Wen Xiang is also stupid."

"Does he think that I don't know who will be left in the capital? You, Zhao Shanhe, are now the second strongest person in the National Scholars Academy, so you naturally want to stay."

"But it's a pity that all of you don't know that I have a second-rank peak Confucian assistant."

"Hey, Wen Xiang has been fighting with me for half his life, but in the end he still couldn't touch my fate."

"Wen Xiang wanted to keep the two of you to fight against me, but why didn't he think that I wouldn't leave behind?"

"Zhao Shanhe, give up, as long as I don't want to attack, it will be enough to delay for half an hour."

"By then, will you still be alive?"

Zhao Shanhe grinned, and was not disturbed by Zuo Xiang's words at all, but laughed loudly.

"Zuo Xiang, you are not usually such a talkative person, why did you start nagging at this time?"

"Are you also afraid? Or are you showing off? Showing off your achievements over the years?"

"Hahaha, what a ridiculous thing, the second strongest man under the saints of the human race, the dignified Zuo Xiang, was so suffocated that he couldn't help showing off at the last moment, Zuo Xiang, after so many years, is it broken?"

The smile on Zuo Xiang's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a gloomy face.

As expected, Zhao Shanhe was a generation older than Wen Xiang and Zuo Xiang, and he easily punctured Zuo Xiang's psychology.

At the last moment of the whole plan, he couldn't help showing off, especially when he was facing the first genius of the human race.

However, such a simple psychology was easily exposed by Zhao Shanhe, which made Prime Minister Zuo slightly displeased.

But that's all.

Zuo Xiang sneered and said lightly.

"Zhao Shanhe, you want to use this method to irritate me, is it too simple?"

Zhao Shanhe let out a hey, and said with a light smile.

"Have you? Did I try to provoke you?"

"All I want to do is to kill you here with my own hands!"

boom!

Zhao Shanhe's speed suddenly increased, extremely fast, he came forward quickly and smashed down with a punch.

Zuo Xiang's expression changed suddenly, he backed up quickly, and slapped him with a palm.

Zhao Shanhe, who had already burned his life, was even faster!

"Hahaha, the experience of a pinnacle Confucianist, my time is longer than yours!"

Zhao Shanhe continued to attack, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

At the same time, Zhao Shanhe, who also has the fifth-rank realm of martial arts, is already equivalent to Zuoxiang in strength!

All of a sudden, Prime Minister Zuo was forced to move around, very embarrassed.

"Come on! Come try my fist!"

"Let me see, what is Confucianism and Martial Arts Dual Cultivation!"

boom!